What's In A Name, Anyway? 2

Whatever It Takes

by Number 6

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asn/number6/whatsi02.php
Summary: Cameron daydreams about Daniel.

Lt Colonel Cameron Mitchell had come to Cheyenne Mountain still on Cloud 9, grateful that General O'Neill had taken him to test the new F302. What a rush it was to pilot again! Even more exciting, the General had given him hopes of retaining the original members of SG1.

After he was briefed during a quick meeting, he looked for the top civilian of the SGC. One of the SF had told him the Doctor was on his way to level 25. He walked to the elevator and waited, wondering how long it would take for the archaeologist to arrive.

'I know he's coming, no need to go to his office,' Cameron told himself while he waited impatiently. He was still wondering how long it would take Daniel Jackson to get there when the elevator opened and his favorite civilian came out with a bunch of documents in his hands.

The Colonel tried to keep his cool, but couldn't hide his enthusiasm when told that Vala had left about an hour ago.

Now that the distraction of Vala Mal Doran was gone, he could test the waters and see if the foremost expert in Ancient language could be attracted to him.

"I missed the going away party? Hope you saved me a piece of cake," said a playful Mitchell.

"Now that she's gone, I can finally get some work done around here"

"Yeah about that. The Whole SG1 thing? You never gave me a firm answer. What do you say I make it official?," Said Mitchell waiting for an affirmative response, but to his surprise the linguist was fainting. He grabbed him softening the fall, and yelled for a medical team. He helped the medics put Jackson in a gurney and stayed at his side all the time.

'What is it now Daniel?' Cameron kept thinking, as he looked at the unconscious man laying in the infirmary bed. 'I hope it's nothing serious'. He remembered how in the different mission reports of SG1, there would often be a mention of an encounter between the archeologist and the CMO of the base.

While recovering in his own hospital bed, Mitchell had read the "adventures" of SG1 as though it was a serialized novel. He was really good at memorizing facts and numbers, but he had to admit to losing count of the many times Dr Jackson ended up unconscious and/or dead.

It struck him that he was sitting on a chair by the man's bed, and realized he might have looked like General O'Neill in the same situation. How many times did the General sat by his civilian...anxious, concerned...at a loss?

Cameron stood up and got closer to the bed. Making sure no one was around, he held Daniel's hand pretending he was looking for evidences. He enjoyed touching the soft and silky skin. His hands kept venturing on Jackson's arm. He thought the man had a great build. Strong biceps, nice forearms. He knew how the Doctor looked. In the past weeks, he'd have the chance to him check out. What an a handsome man. He stared at the face and thought how peaceful and young Daniel looked.

Cameron didn't fool himself. He was aware that, more than simply lust, he felt incredibly attracted to the Doctor, to his personality. He smiled thinking of the many missions where Daniel had saved his teammates, civilizations and even whole planets. As a military man he understood what needed to be done to consider a successful endeavor. He didn't like to admit it, but in past missions he has done stuff he regretted, experiences that involved measures he knew O'Neill, Carter, and Teal'c had done following their army training. In that sense, he sympathized with the General, the Lt Colonel, and the Jaffa of SG1.

However, the civilian worked on a totally different level. One that made Cameron stand in awe of the archeologist. It seemed to him that while the others were the epitome of courage, force, and sometimes destruction, Daniel Jackson showed the same characteristics, but also embodied hope, determination, peace, and life.

He loved the meticulous way Jackson detailed every mission. As a matter of fact, most of the reports he had read were penned by the linguist.

Cameron put his hands in his pockets and wondered whether Vala might have had something to do with the linguist's current state.

Dr. Lam had said Jackson was unresponsive. He seemed to have the same symptoms than when he had the bracelet on. Mitchell followed his intuition and requested to send a team to bring Vala back.

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It had been 15 minutes since SG11 had brought an unconscious Vala back. Mitchell was waiting along with Dr. Lam for Jackson to awake; when he did so, the Colonel was looking intensely at the man. He really wanted to kiss him, but aware he couldn't do that, he decided to go for safe and "funny."

"Good Morning Sunshine!"

"Aggh!" was Jackson's response.

Mitchell couldn't know he'd just done what a foster brother used to do to Daniel. The guy would wake him up with a "Good Morning Sunshine" before forcing him into oral and anal sex.

Hours later, the scientist told him that in order to brake the bracelet's link, they had to pay a visit to a top scientist off world named Arlos, so to Cameron it was no brainier. The new mission of "SG me" would be go to that planet and achieve permanent detachment between Daniel and Vala.

He walked into the locker room thinking he would do anything to get Vala out of the picture. Even if it meant wearing the crap he was holding in his hands. He looked forlornly at the leather shirt, pants, and trench coat given to him. Before he threw the clothes out of his sight, he reminded himself that it was a mission to help Jackson get rid of Vala.

He knew she posed no threat in his pursuit of Daniel's heart , but the woman was annoying and driving everybody crazy. Especially Jackson.

He did not like Vala one bit. Ever since he'd read the report on how she stole the "Prometheus" with Dr Jackson in it; how she manhandled him, and though there was no mention of it, rumor had it that the scientist and her had gotten quite personal in the loneliness of the big space craft.

Still looking at the garments picked for him to wear by that woman, he remembered the number Vala was wearing when she first came to the SGC. A cyber dominatrix whore. That's how she looked. No wonder Jackson couldn't take her seriously. 'Give me a break' he thought. 'Jackson deserves someone way much better than her.' He allowed himself to be a little bit cocky and swinging his head with a smile "like me!" But then he thought of Jackson's reaction about re joining SG1.

The last few weeks had been a roller coaster for the Colonel. He wasn't over the whole SG1 fiasco, as he liked to call it. He had waited for so long to come to the SGC and join the SG1; fought his way through an excruciating recovery therapy, so he'd be ready for action, to find out that the flagship team no longer existed as he knew it. Cameron did not like the idea of two letter a dash and a number to lead. He came to the Star Gate Command to work with and learn from Colonel Samantha Carter, Dr Daniel Jackson, and the Jaffa Teal'c.

Mitchell didn't realize the anger he used to throw the boot he just took off his foot. He did notice the looks from other soldiers that were leaving the locker-room. He decided to cool down, and thought of when Daniel came to see him at the hospital.

Granted, most people had paid visits to thank him on his role in preventing Anubis' attack on earth, but when the boyish multi hyphenated genius came into the room and sat on the chair, Cameron felt something twitch in his crotch. That's when he knew there was hope to walk, to feel...Just looking at Daniel cleaning his glasses while talking and seeing those amazing blue eyes centering on him gave Cameron a semi hard on...which he knew was a promising treat. After all, he had gone through weeks of being told he might not walk again, nor feel anything down there!

Now while unzipping his trousers, he had a full hard on; something he didn't want to show in a locker room. So he remembered how Dr Daniel Jackson had initially refused to change his plans of going to Atlantis instead of staying to work with him. That effectively took care of the erection.

He was already disappointed that Sam was gone to Area 51, and Teal'c had decided to stay and help with the formation of the Jaffa government, but Daniel Jackson was different. He admired the legendary scientist that had broken hard asses Colonels like Edwards, who since the Unas impasse, had requested the expertise of Dr. Jackson in every mission he felt necessary.

Colonel Makepeace, though disgraced for his shady behavior had nothing but accolades to describe Dr Jackson, and Colonel Reynolds could only be described as a cheerleader for Dr. Jackson. As a matter of fact, Reynolds was the one who got Colonel Cameron Mitchell infatuated with the archeologist. Which made him think, "Is Reynolds attracted to Jackson?...Fuck...Reynolds has the hots for Jackson too!!!"

Now that Cameron acknowledge his attraction for the scientist, he could understand Colonel Reynolds' so called 'love' for 'the meaning of life stuff' and everything that had to do with certain bespectacled man.

Reynolds had confided how he admired every member of the SG1 team, but he'd been won over by the 'geek' who always stood his ground to make sure the right thing was done in every instance. The man that had sacrificed himself to save millions on Kelowna.

Cameron took his shirt off and cleared his throat. He remembered when a mournful Sam told him how painful it was for her to see her friend die from radiation poisoning, and then ascend to a higher plane of existence with the Ancients.

Again he thought that taking aside how handsome the scholar was, he was flabbergasted with the personality, sincerity, and goodness of Dr. Daniel Jackson.

He knew these feelings were leading him into a mine field, so he had to be very, VERY careful.

He had to consider the regulations about getting involved with a subordinate. Even worse, he had to bear in mind how in the military, a relationship with someone of the same sex could cost him his future and career.

Finally, he had to think about the major obstacle in his quest for Daniel Jackson: Jack O'Neill. The first Colonel the archeologist had broken in.

It was known that the now General had a soft spot for Jackson. There were rumors about it being more than a friendship. Cameron had refused to hear any gossip at first. He thought Jack O'Neill was one mean 'sonuvabitch', one not to be messed with. He couldn't be gay!

However, "Jack & Daniel" had been visiting the Nellis base once, and it only took Cameron a lunch with the two men to put his gaydar on high alert. They were not obvious, but there was something about them...they would pick on each other, finish each other's sentences; sometimes, it seemed as though they were communicating telepathically. In other words: they behaved like a married couple...and a happy one for that matter.

Since that encounter, Cameron had wished he had something like that in his life. Such an intimate interaction. He remembered the way the Colonel would say a smart ass remark, and Jackson would raise his head, look at him, adorably pouting. Then O'Neill would get this unique expression on his face -as though he was apologizing or something. The younger man would nod and blink - accepting the apology.

Besides, no one would dare talk to the General the way the archeologist did. Not only he had read about it on the reports, but it was legendary within the SGC staff how Daniel Jackson had called an armed and enraged Jack O'Neill a "stupid son of a bitch" and not only gotten away with it, but also had the then Colonel apologize and give justifying explanations for his actions.

Yeah, that in itself was a huge obstacle. Jack O'Neill. A man who would rip him apart if he messed with his lover.

Cameron finished buttoning up his shirt and looked at himself in the mirror.

"Fuck, I look like one of those cheap sluts from Folsom Street...that fucking Vala...bitch!"

TBC

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